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He hates darkness. Light becomes essential. His demand for well-lit space is legendary. Holding the lump of clay he kneads, caresses, strokes it alive, turning an amorphous world into a globe. With iron callipers he measures
Spider Woman taught string games to keep thoughts in order, yet only in winter, when spiders sleep, or else will she tie your eyes shut. You will learn about the night sky, concentrate on star clusters, find planets
A stoppage in the passage of time; warped, drifting, wooden driftwood distorted time, moving in low and high tide from one shore to the next nothing much has changed since birth, since death drifting, floating,
It is the dry-boned shape wrapped in a cape of waves, her eye-less stare, her arms, the sea weed snakes that bare without a voice love's sin. Adrift again her beast-like grin, she gloats her blackened time-marked teeth